Zheng Kai stood there and talked eloquently, with a confident expression on his face.

It sounds very reasonable.

There are one and two, but Pan Wu always feels that something is not quite right.

After a while, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred and I remembered.

"How far can this cannon from the Dutch shoot?"

Well?

Zheng Kai was stunned for a moment and looked at Zheng Jie.

He didn't know, and he didn't make it, and he didn't buy it.

"It is said that the farthest can be five miles." Zheng Jie took over the conversation.

"If it's five miles, it's still within the range of the opponent's artillery. Wouldn't it be unsafe?" Pan Wu said cautiously, implying that he didn't agree with Zheng Kai's approach.

"How can there be safety in war? Besides, isn't there anything to be done now?"

Zheng Kai's words silenced Pan Wu.

There is really no good way at the moment, although the other party is small, but it is like a hedgehog. He can't do it if he doesn't move, but it's not easy to fight if he moves. It's really a dog biting a hedgehog, and there is nowhere to put its mouth.

"Do you have any other good ideas?"

"I think it's not easy to fight them head-on, so why fight them? It's better to just surround them there, the Ming army is lone and deep, how much food can they bring? Ten days? Half a month? There will always be a day when you finish eating, right? When the hungry have no + strength, won't they be easily taken down by us?"

It was Zheng Tao who spoke, and he didn't catch up with Sha Yuan.

"How?" Zheng Jie pointed to the root of the problem, and then directly opened up. "The Ming army is not stupid, they will stand there and wait for us to surround them. You can come up with ideas, don't be whimsical."

"Uh..."

Zheng Tao was speechless.

"Our advantage is that we have a large number of troops, so why don't we divide our troops into two ways and attack all the way behind them. When the time comes, will it be difficult for them to withstand it? Or is it that their musket formation is still so dense?"

Zheng Tao couldn't make a plan, and he had another plan, and it seemed that he really used his brain.

Presumably the first one, this is indeed a lot more reliable, with the advantage of troops, it is difficult for the other party to take care of the tail, and it is also somewhat feasible.

"Zheng Tao's method can be used as an alternative, if you don't have any good methods, if not, try it tomorrow morning according to Zheng Kai's method. If not, just do what Zheng Tao does! Pan Wu, what do you think?"

Seeing that everyone didn't look like they could come up with any good ideas, Zheng Jie finally set the tone. In the end, he also routinely asked Pan Wu's opinion.

"I'm okay." Pan Wu shook his head.

Since Zheng Jie said so, he naturally has nothing to say.

The main thing is that at the moment he is also at a loss and can't think of any good way.

A few days ago, they had bought thirty-six guns from the Dutch, which they claimed to be the most powerful in the whole of Europa, capable of firing up to five miles.

Zheng Jie gave Zheng Jiu twelve gates and put them on the port, and the remaining twenty-four gates were all placed in Thang Long.

Pan Wu did not wait for tomorrow, but asked Zheng Ji for instructions if he could take advantage of the night to pull the artillery outside the city and arrange it, so that he could launch an attack early tomorrow morning, and maybe he could catch the enemy by surprise.

After getting Zheng Jie's approval, Pan Wu took people to transport artillery. ….

It was a big job to get these cannons on the city walls, and it was no small task to get them down.

A large group of people were busy until midnight, and then all the 24 artillery pieces were arranged outside the city five miles away from the Ming army, lined up, and the muzzles of the guns were facing the Ming army camp.

And all this was carried out almost under the watchful eye of the Ming army scouts.

Zheng Zhilong sat in Xu Zhi'an's tent and watched Xu Zhi'an eat mangoes.

Looking at Xu Zhi'an's eating, Zheng Zhilong felt that his mouth began to sour.

"Sour?"

"Not sour."

It's strange...

Zheng Zhilong rolled his eyes.

It's not like he hasn't seen a mango

, but the question is, why is this cochin mango so big? It must weigh two or three pounds, right?

"Lao Zheng, do you think they will shoot at us tonight?"

"Probably not. I guess they want to bombard us at dawn tomorrow and take the opportunity to charge."

"What kind of artillery are they using, so far away, can they hit us? Back then, Ning Yuan's Hongyi cannon was only as far as two miles."

"Who knows, but not to be underestimated. We are developing, and other countries are also developing. It's better to be careful."

"Makes sense."

Xu Zhi'an threw away the mango core in his hand, wiped his hands and stood up. "Let's go, go out and have a look."

The two of them made rounds of the camp and then slipped into their tents.

Zheng Zhilong's prediction was good, Zheng Jun didn't do anything at night.

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, there was movement on Zheng Jun's side.

First, the gunners were all assembled and went into their own combat positions.

Then the 200 war elephants mobilized were also assembled and on standby, plus more than 40,000 soldiers, it looked mighty and powerful.

Xu Zhi'an looked at everything in the telescope and pursed his lips.

"Looks like these guys are going to have fun."

"Scared?" Zheng Zhilong on the side said with a smile.

"I'm afraid! I'm scared!"

"Haha, you can't hide it anymore this time!"

Xu Zhi'an didn't answer Zheng Zhilong's words, and beckoned to call his own soldiers.

"Order, let the mortar team up! If they dare to get close to the artillery, I'll blow them up!"

"Yes!"

Wuli has basically reached the limit range of mortars, and the difficulty of hitting is extremely low, but it is still very possible in front of good hands.

A hundred mortar squads broke down the task, and about four to five squads were responsible for one artillery. Adjust the angle and wait for the opponent's gunners to step forward.

The eyes of the Ming army were focused on the mortar men, while the Zheng army was focused on their artillerymen.

Speaking of these artillerymen, we have to talk about more than a dozen of them.

This is the Dutch hired by Zheng Jie to buy artillery and spend a lot of money.

In order to teach their people to set off the artillery, at this time, these Dutch gunner teachers had just gotten up and were having breakfast, and Pan Wu urged both sides to be late. I was still unhappy.

They had been in the city, and they didn't know much about yesterday's war. I heard a crackling sound.

Later, I heard that the army was very powerful, and killed more than 10,000 Zheng soldiers.

Frightened, Jemer wanted to escape from Thang Long overnight.

What are you kidding, these yellow-skinned monkeys don't understand how powerful a cannon can be that can hit accurately from a distance of five miles. Besides, if Daming's musket can really hit a mile away, still guard a fart? Vote early!

I heard that there was no such powerful thing when I was in Taiwan, and Daming has changed too quickly over the years!

"Excuse me, General, can you start?" Jemel said very politely to Pan Wu.

"I've been waiting for a long time."

"Good! We've taught a lot of good hands these days, so let them all come over. Let the arrogant Ming also taste defeat today!"

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